Escape Pod 962: To Catch a Flieff (Part 1 of 2)
To Catch a Flieff
by Julia Rios
Alessia frowned at the central circuit board of the Astral Dancer. Paw prints. Again.
She heaved an exasperated sigh. “Mr Tumnus, I have told you a thousand times, you can’t go into the engine. I don’t care how bright and sparkly it is, it’s not for cats!”
The cat did not reply. In fact, he was nowhere to be found, not even after she pried up the 3D printed plastic shield and wedged her upper half as far into the engine core as it could go without accessing the underside.
That was weird.
Usually if Mr Tumnus got in, he sat in a smug loaf on top of the accelerator panel, fluffy orange tail swishing as he batted at the flashing lights.
Then she heard the chittering.
Oh no. No no no.
Only one thing made this sound: Arctic Flieffs from Vorpalix. They were the most adorable puffballs, always a winner for page a day calendars and cheer up memes—and they wrought havoc on any habitat that wasn’t their own.
The chittering was a sign that this one was about to nest. In the engine core of the Astral Dancer.
